_Santino’s POV_"Saint?” I hear her ask in a vulnerable tone, her voice barely audible, causing a swirl of emotions in me. She stared up at me with large eyes, looking confused like she didn't expect to see me here, because she obviously didn't.I didn't miss the tears in her eyes, barely few seconds away from breaking free and staining her beautiful face.She would look so beautiful when she cried.I turn my attention to the boy that almost made her cry and he takes a step back, fear clearly written on his face.I am the only one that can make her cry and I would kill whosoever brings a tear to her face.“Saint." She whimpers, grabbing my shirt with her tiny hands as a tear slides down her cheek, instantly sparking my anger.“Saint, wha-what are you doing here?” He stutters in fear, looking between Micini and I.Since he knows who I am, his family should be doing a business with mine, making it even easier to destroy him.“Where's Natalie, love?” I ask her softly as I controlled my
_Micini’s POV_I stayed quietly between Santino's leg, my head resting on his chest as I stared out of the window.Santino placed his palm on my thigh and I stilled, holding my breath as I waited for what he would do next. I tried to control my fear and fast beating heart, reminding myself that Santino was not Daniel and he wouldn't hurt me. After a few minutes and his palms remained still, not going above where he kept it, I finally let out a breath.An Ice cream shop came to sight and I watched it as we passed by, instantly craving for ice cream.I wish we could go get some. I let out a sigh as we zoomed passed buildindsy, going farther away from the ice cream shop. “Turn the car around." Santino orders, surprising me and the driver who obeys without saying anything.We stopped at the ice cream shop and the driver helped me out of the car, holding my hand for a few seconds longer.Santino snatched my hand away from him, a frown forming on his face as he stared at his driver disple
_Micini’s POV_Speechless, I raised my fingers to touch my lips, it felt moist under my touch. Adam stood up forcefully, the chair he was sitting on scrapping loudly against the tiles as it pushed back.Saint had a cold look on his face as he looked at Adam, his face not giving out what he was thinking. Without any word, Adam picks up his stuff and walks out of the Ice cream shop, my eyes following his every move. The door banged so loudly it was a miracle it didn't break. Why did he leave? And without buying any ice cream. Confusion etched on my face as I watched him walk away. “Do you like the ice cream?" Saint asks me, anf I turned my attention to him.He had an unreadable expression on his face, sending warning bells to my head. Slowly and carefully, I nod my head.“Use your words." He orders, sending thrills down my spine. “I did." I stuttered. I have no idea what he was thinking right now and it scared me more than anything.Is he angry about Adam? “I left you for just
_Santino's POV_I take a drag from the cigarette I held between my fingers, letting the smoke out from my nose.“Saint, everything is ready." Rico, my second in command, says from the door and I raise my eyes to look at him.Rico hasn't been here for too long, but he was trustworthy enough for me to make him my second. We had a job to do that night, supplying ammo and coke to another mafia family.“Is it complete?" I ask, dropping the cigarette stick on the ashtray.I wonder what Micini's doing, I haven't seen her since Natalie dragged her out.When I realized I was staring off into space and thinking about that little girl, I shook my head trying to shake it off. “Saint? You good man?” Rico asks, seeming concerned. It was unlike me to be distracted on a night like this."I’m fine." I muttered, picking up the jacket that lay on my table. Pushing my chairs back, I stand up and walk towards him, indicating for him to lead.We were headed to the Bianchi warehouse to drop their goods a
_Micini’s POV_I try to steady my shaky hands as I reached for the first aid kit, my thoughts running at a million miles per hour.He got shot. Nico got shot this night. How did he get shot? Where did he go?Natalie's words earlier come to mind and I realize I truly don't know Saint. Grabbing the first aid kit, I walk back to him, ignoring his dark gaze on me.“Take off your shirt.” I mumble, my eyes on the blood patch on his shoulder."Baby, if you wanted to see me naked all you had to do was to ask.” He chuckles and my cheeks turn red in embarrassment."I didn't mean it that way. I need to clean the wound.” I say just to clarify and he chuckles once more. Saint tries to raise his wounded hands but groans instead, his face filled with pain.“Don't take it off. I would do it my self." I say stopping him, tears threatening to fall from my eyes as I stared at him sadly.He was in so much pain but was trying to hide it. “Why are you crying? Silly girl." Saint scolds me and I sniffle.
_MICINI’S POV_Slowly, I opened my eyes, the sun rays coming in from the window lighting the room up.White walls stare back at me and I blink in confusion, trying to remember where I was.Memories from last night floods my head in waves making me smile foolishly.I slept in Saint's room last room, he didn't want me to leave and I didn't have any complaints.Speaking of Saint, where is he?I turn to the other side of the bed to find it empty.He left already?The bathroom door opens and Saint walks out with his hair wet and a towel tied around his waist.“Good morning." I greet with a light smile and he grunts in response, reaching for the hair dryer.“Let me dry your hair.” I suggest, pulling myself up from his bed, his eyes goes to my thigh and I blush, remembering I was just wearing his shirt that stopped mid thigh.I expect him to refuse or ignore me but he doesn't, instead he plugs in the dryer and sits in front of me, handing it to me.Slowly I reach for his hair, running my han
I held unto Natalie's sweater hem as we walked to class, keeping my head down to avoid the stares from people. “Keep your head up. Putting your head down would make them think they can prey on you. Walk with confidence even though you don't feel confident." Natalie tells me and I look up to find her smiling ar me.“Besides, ignore what anyone says. Saint made such a huge scene yesterday so people would talk and look for a while." She pauses in front of a class room and she waits for me to collect myself.Taking a deep breath, I nod at her to tell her I was ready.She pushes the door open and the initially loud classroom turns quiet, everyone staring at the both of us.No. They were specifically staring at me.Natalie grabs my sweaty palms and pulls me with her, walking inside the classroom.Feeling anxious, I keep my eyes on my feet not wanting to look at anyone.The murmurs starts around us and I can feel their eyes on me.“Keep your head up." Natalie whispers immediately.Doing exa
_Micini’s POV_The professor was ripped away from me, his arms around me were replaced by familiar ones, Natalie holding me closer to her.“You're okay now. You're okay." She tries to soothe me as she whispers reassuring words into my ears.I looked at the person that pulled the professor away from me, finding a completely unfamiliar face staring at me.His brown eyes held sympathy and pity as he held down the professor, clearly feeling sorry for me.How was I so stupid? Trusting someone I just met. My stomach churned and before I knew it I had doubled over, emptying my entire stomach contents at my feet. “Are you okay?" The brown eyed guy asked concerned, reaching for me.I instantly backed away to avoid his touch, staring at him with distrust and unhidden disgust.“Don't touch me." I spat, still staring at his outstretched hands.“Micini are you okay?" Natalia asks, her voice laced with concern as she wipes my mouth with her cloth."I'm fine. I'm fine.” I gasped for breath as I tr
I walked down the hallway, my mind filled with confusion and guilt. I had left Luca's room in a rush after kissing him, I couldn't stand seeing the look on his face when I broke off our kiss. To me, it felt as if I was deceiving him, and maybe I was. I had kissed him less than thirty minutes after his brother touched me and I felt dirty. The kiss with Luca still lingered on my Lips but it didn't feel right. Not in the way it should have. Not in the way it felt with Saint.And for some reason, my thoughts kept spiraling back to Saint; I couldn't forget the way he looked at me when I was with his brother.Like I had betrayed him.Why does he have this effect on me? I chose Luca... didn't I?And besides, Saint had Ciara so it really shouldn't matter much. I wasn't paying attention to where I was going.At that moment I just needed to escape and clear my head to figure out what the hell I was doing.Before I realized it, the mansion's familiar corridors gave way to unfamiliar doors
I swallowed hard, my pulse racing as both brothers stared at me, waiting for an answer.They had just put me on the spot and I was forced to face my emotions.Two pairs of eyes pinned me to the spot, both the same color but they held different emotions.My mind was scrambling, searching for something, anything that would clear the tension between them.Wait, what was I stressing myself over?.. I could just say the truth, what was the point in lying? It was Luca’s room after allLuca is my boyfriend. I was standing in front of Luca's door. I had come here to see Luca.Isn't that what I should say since it was the truth? So why was I hesitating?Was it because of Saint?“I came for Luca,” I said quietly, my voice barely above a whisper. “This is his room, isn't it? I didn’t know you’d be here, Saint.”Saint’s eyes darkened, his jaw tightening as my words hit him.He was expecting me to pick him...He wanted me to say that I was here for him, but why was that?I didn't know he would be
I leaned against the wall, my chest still heaving from what happened with Saint.What was he trying to gain by doing that?Wasn't it bad enough that I was already conflicted?He just had to come and make me feel things I didn't want to feel.And the look he had given me, 'You belong to me.' But I was with Luca now, why doesn't he understand that?!'But Lucas doesn't make your heart race just like he does.' That tiny voice in my head said and I knew it was right.But still, what had I done? Luca is the one I'm dating, not Saint.I shouldn’t have let him touch me. Worse, I shouldn’t have wanted it. Yet, I had stood here silently, still wanting more.A lump formed in my throat as I slid down the wall, resting my head against my knees.I didn't go through all these problems while I was with Daniel.I don't recall what he had done to me these past two years that I had forgotten, but I'm certainly giving relationship advice to the boy I liked wasn't going to be one.Heck, if Daniel found o
I felt Natalie's eyes on me, and I tried to ignore it, but it was difficult to. Eating was difficult with her eyes pinning me down, threatening to suffocate me. "Micini, don't you think you have some explaining to do?" Natalie asked and I finally raised my head to look at her. Her eyes held fury as they flickered between Luca and me. She looked like I had wronged her so much and I struggled to find out how.I had simply started dating Luca even though I had no feelings for him, I didn't do anything wrong."Don't question her, Natal-" Luca started, but Natalie was quick to cut him off. "Oh. Stay away from this. You have zero rights to put your unneeded opinion in my business," She hissed, glaring at him. "Your business but yet you're questioning my girlfriend about our relationship," Luca fired back, maintaining eye contact with her.They both looked like they were about to have each other's throats any moment from now.I looked between them both, unsure of what to do. Natalie s
_Micini's POV_I had gone to Natalie's room immediately after that, Luca not letting me go see Saint like I wanted to. He kissed my forehead before I went into the room, but for some reason, I didn't get butterflies like I should have. It felt different from when Saint touched my skin and I didn't like it. I pushed open the door slowly, worried that Natalia would be awake but luckily for me her legs were sprawled out on the bed as she snored lightly. I smiled a little at the sight, her comfort never failing to amuse me. I immediately walked to the bed, pushing her legs aside and lying down next to her. The warmth of the blankets wrapped around me and I tried my best to sleep but I was unable to. My thoughts ran at a thousand miles per hour and I struggled to stop them. Luca's kiss on my forehead lingered in my mind. He said we were dating before I lost my memories, then I must have had some kind of feeling for him. Then why didn’t I feel the same as when Saint had missed me.
My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach, goosebumps rising on my arms.The guard instantly placed himself in front of me, gun in hand.Why did the lights go off? And who has opened the door? Thoughts of Daniel coming to take me away filled me with fear, and I grabbed the guard's shirt. If anything he was going to protect me. "Who's there? Show yourself!" He growled, cocking the gun. There was a figure at the door but we were barely able to see his face. Silently, he stepped towards us and I took a step back, my heart racing in my chest. I was so close to having a heart attack and peeing myself. Just when I was about to scream, the lights came on and Luca stared at me with a confused expression.He looked like he was surprised to see us both here, staring between me and the guard. "Luca?" I hissed, stepping away from the guard who instantly lowered his gun.Luca took out his earphones, looking between me and the guard."What are you doing here?" I hissed at him. I was so terr
"Santino!" I gasped as I pushed up from the bed, breathing heavily. My chest heaved up and down as I panted, my body covered in sweat. It seemed like I had a nightmare, but who is Santino? The name Santino rang a bell in my head but I couldn't quite place a finger on who he was. He seemed to be one of the people I had forgotten, just like Saint and Natalie. And how did I get to the bed? I wondered, turning to look at Natalie who was still asleep. My head ached terribly as I tried to remember what I did last because I couldn't recall getting on this bed and falling asleep. It seemed like Natalia had been with me since then; her soft breaths echoed through the room, an indication that she was fast asleep.That's right. We were talking to Saint about the mole when Lucas came in. He claimed he was my boyfriend because I was mad at Saint and blamed Saint for what happened to me that way. I tried to remember that particular day, but I was unable to, and then I passed out. But could
"What are you staring at Micini?" Natalia asked and I turned to her sharply. She stared at me with concern in her eyes, holding me against herself gently.Can they not see Daniel? He wants to shoot us!My mind screamed in fear and I tried to push them to a corner. My heart pounded in my chest in terror, the fear of not being able to save ourselves looming over me. I needed to warn them about Daniel. "What's wrong Micini? Are you okay?" Both Ciara and Natalie looked at me concerned."We need to hide before Dan-" I turned back to where he stood only to find that spot empty. What? Where is he?"Daniel?" They both turned and looked behind us. "Where's Daniel?" Ciara asked, looking around, confused."I swear I saw Daniel standing there right now," I pointed at the corner he was previously, begging them to believe me. There's no way I had imagined that he was here. "There's no one there Micini. I think you're still in shock," Ciara said and I turned to her. Her eyes held pity for me
I did as Saint had ordered, peeling my clothes off my body and letting it fall to the floor. Last night had unlocked something in me, something that couldn't last without the feel of Saint's hands against my skin. A raging fire that threatened to burn me badly. And oh, how I do love playing with the flames. It was as if something had been freed inside me, something I had locked up all this time while I was with Daniel. I had been reluctant about last night, but it was surprisingly not as painful as I expected my first time to be. I stared up at Saint in anticipation, waiting for his next order. Saint walked up to me in mindful steps, wrapping his arms around my throat and pulling me to him. Our lips connected in a fiery passion, his tongue diving into my mouth and exploring. I instantly wrapped my arms around him, my hands roaming around his body. I could feel my core throbbing, my pussy dripping and I wondered if he felt my desire for him. Does he feel the same thing I felt